Greetings father queen,Yes, I feel you close to me.I know you're within reach,But I can't hear you speak."

"Please don't harm my baby,Master, what do you want from me?""There's just one thing, my sonWould you trade your lifeFor the one you've loved?""I'm no Moses, why test me?""This is for the count, my son,I'm waiting.""No - but you wouldn't want me.My joints are icedMy veins are empty."

I look down to findSome angel's knife stuck in my side.And in the sand a footprinted path,But there's only one set of tracks.

He didn't carry me!That's what I always feared.

Farewell father queen.Yes, I feel you close to me.I know you're within reach,But I can't hear you speak.